Her bloodline is of a noble lineage, from a nation now wiped from the lands due to tribal warfare. The last of her people, her father the leader of the nation had sort to keep her hidden but to no avail and she fell into the hands of his enemy for a while. Escaping still little more than a young teen she made her way south and into the streets of a great city. Only to have more trouble find her. A hard knock life of survival, yet she grew up and into her body. Full curves and long limbs. Elegant form that she learned how to use to full effect. Training hard from her mid teens till it became more natural than any other form of movement. The natural sway of rounded hips, and thrust of full breasts with a tight waist giving her wasp like figure a seductive dancers movements. She learned her allure quickly and how to rise up in station. She also learned how to protect herself from greedy hands, without drawing attention. Time drew on and she rose as a favorite companion, keeping her allure by not giving what they wanted but being the perfect jewel on the arm of those whom could afford her company. Only ever whispering promises but keeping them wanting, she found she could keep a reputation and herself in coin. Catching the attention of a guild of the under belly she found herself embroiled in darker work at times, dealing death and intrigue where it was needed, eventually finding her way out of this and into the arms of a benefactor. Her first love. Over time though, this too fell away as his own troubles unfolded and his own decent into madness pushed her away and she was forced to flee heart broken and lost. Northward she traveled her life on a more noble path. Hunting those whom would do wrong by others. She traveled seeking remnants of her people as she went, hoping for some sign of those whom would tell her of those she once called kin. All the while seeking to put right the wrongs of the world. Growing in skill and strength. Her moral compass coming full circle to the innocent girl she once had been. Though there was nothing innocent left. Her heart heavy with the things that had passed in her life. Her longing for the one she lost still clinging to her like a weight she could not let go, yet to the world she presented the sensual beauty, carefree and full of mischief. Confidence is something that follows her, as does the determination to find a way forward. She eventually took up with two men seeking the sister of one. They traveled north towards Bree. This is the region she currently mostly resides for now. Her heart still longs towards Gondor and the man she left behind.